changed and i cant answer whether for the better or worse. maybe i'll never find the answer at all. the truth is, life's hard so all of us struggle on and attempt to make the best of it. we cry. but all the more, we laugh. cos it's only in laughter that we see ourselves through it.
scarred, broken and torn. yet still standing. i do believe in fairytales. but just too pragmatic to wait for them to happen. i need to chase my dreams. to be more. it is tiring to have to fight and survive. yet it's very much in my nature to remain feisty. bouncing back to take the world again.
some call it crazy.
one day, i'll look back and understand why i am the way i am.
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